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Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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How now, friend Eros!
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| EROS |
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There's strange news come, sir.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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What, man?
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| EROS |
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Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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5 This is old: what is the success?
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| EROS |
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Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst
Pompey, presently denied him rivality; would not let
him partake in the glory of the action: and not
resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly
10 wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him: so
the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
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| EROS |
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15 He's walking in the garden--thus; and spurns
The rush that lies before him; cries, 'Fool Lepidus!'
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murder'd Pompey.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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Our great navy's rigg'd.
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20 For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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'Twill be naught:
But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
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| EROS |
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25 Come, sir.
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